“Thinking back I can’t remember any sound and I can’t recall what was happening to any individual around me. I knew I had to move. Quickly. So I did what I had been conditioned to do from following City all these years.”

By David Pendleton The post industrial north has form when it comes to sprung cultural surprises on an unsuspecting nation: Northern Soul, the angry young men novelists, Madchester. Intermittently, the north spews out game changing movements. While it’s not quite… Read More ›